"Not the land," Juan said, his voice low as thunder. "The woman."
That was Aimeé. The eldest daughter of the house. Beautiful as a poisoned rose. She had once promised to run away with Juan. She had whispered love into his ear, then laughed as the Rurales dragged him away in chains. She had wanted his passion, not his poverty. corazon salvaje capitulo 1
Aimeé froze. Andrés stepped forward, drawing a pistol. "You are not welcome here, brother." "Not the land," Juan said, his voice low as thunder